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Judith Wright - Turning Fifty
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Having known war and peace
and loss and finding,
I drink my coffee and wait
for the sun to rise,

With kitchen swept, cat fed,
the day will quiet,
I taste my fifty years
here in the cup.

Outside the green birds come
for bread and water.
Their wings wait for the sun
to show their colours.

I`ll show my colours too.
Though we`ve polluted
even this air I breathe
And spoiled green earth;

though, granted life or death,
death`s what we`re chosing,
and though these years we live
scar flesh and mind,

still, as the sun comes up
bearing my birthday,
having met time and love
I raise my cup -

dark, bitter, neutral, clean,
sober as the morning -
to all I`ve seen and known -
to this new sun.
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